This time,

The boy clearly saw the unconcealed cold and sharp mockery in Ranbai's eyes.

The originally cold and silent gaze was cut, and Fifteen breathed suffocated, watching the man jump down, behind him was a dense spider crawling over quickly. His mind was blank for a moment, and somehow he jumped straight with the man!

There is a river under the cliff, and it is still lingering in fog.

Fortunately, it was the river, so it did not die.

When she swam from the river to the shore, her clothes were all soaked, and her white feet were stomping on the rocks, standing straight, with water droplets dripping from the corners of her white clothes, and water droplets also slipped down on her chin. She held the jade flute in one hand and took off the mask casually with the other hand, revealing her plain white face, almost a bit morbidly transparent, the water droplets invaded the mask, and her eyebrows and eyes were cold and delicate. She wiped the water from her face and walked straight forward.

The boy was soaked in black, close to his body lines, and his cold and solemn beauty was stunned after he got ashore, staring at the girl's face almost uncontrollably.

Yan Bai.

It's really Yanbai.

The face was scarless, so white that it was crystal clear, and it was not as good as before it was disfigured.

He took off the mask so easily.

The boy froze in place, paused for several seconds before following again.

"Why are you..." He pursed his lips and wanted to ask something, but he didn't know what to say when he was at the mouth.

Ranbai was not interested in listening to the boy's words. She walked forward, feeling cold, as if she was the only one around.

There is obviously a nine palace and eight trigram formation under the cliff, with complex terrain and fog covering it.

Fortunately, I found a wooden house nearby, with traces of people living in it, but obviously no one came for a long time, and there was a faint grey all around me.

Ranbai made a fire outside the wooden house, sat coldly beside him, lowered his eyes and twisted the water from his clothes, his face turned even more cold and white against the flames.

The boy stood not far away, holding the sword in his hand, his eyes calm and condensed into a natural coldness.

Yan Bai was a threat to Feng Youyou when he was alive. Now he had no one else to be with him, so he would better kill Yan Bai.

But the opponent's flute sound was strange, and there was no chance of winning the battle, but instead attracted poisonous animals in the mountains and forests, so he could only find other opportunities.

He was calm in his heart, and after a while of silence, he walked forward and leaned over to sit opposite Ranbai, "Do you know how to get out?"

Ranbai casually wrung the water out and nodded casually.

It was indeed inconvenient to communicate if it was not possible to speak. The boy frowned and finally got up and flipped through the wooden house to find paper and pen and handed it to Ranbai.

"There are poisons everywhere in the forest. It is always unsafe to not go out. We can cooperate." He said coldly and hoarsely.

Ranbai glanced at the rice paper handed to her. Looking up, the young man's pale complexion was in the flames. She curled up the corners of her lips in an unknown way, pulled the rice paper from the fifteenth hand, and then threw it into the fire in the other person's eyes. Once the snow-white rice paper touched the flames, it was quickly swallowed up.

An obvious rejection.

The boy stopped, looked at her coldly for a while, got up with the sword, and left without hesitation. The figure in black quickly disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Dianbai lowered his eyelashes and supported his chin with one hand. He felt sleepy. A hint of eyes came from under his long eyelashes, and he was also mocked.

A quarter of an hour later.

The boy in black appeared in front of the wooden house again. He looked at the slender figure still in front of the flames, as indifferent as a sculpture.

He obviously kept moving forward, but returned to the starting point.

Fifteen knew nothing about the formation, and his heart was slightly irritable, and he walked in the other direction. After a moment, he returned here without surprise.

When he came back again, the boy walked straight to Ranbai with a rabbit that had been beaten to death in his hand, and set up a shelf from the branches he picked up, and then skillfully treated the rabbit with a knife. His movements were skillful and neat. When the blood splashed out, he felt a cold and bloody feeling, and he didn't say a word from beginning to end.

The hare stand is roasted on a wooden stand with fire, emitting the aroma of cooked meat.

The boy half-kneeled there, bent his knees, his black clothes were not completely dry, his long eyelashes drooped, his eyes staring at the hare silently, turning them around from time to time, the red rope tied on his wrists was bright in color, and the black clothes made him look inexplicably seductive.

Although the two sat together, the atmosphere was quite quiet. The wind whistled by, and there was a silence, with occasional barbecue sounds made by hares.

One person was drowsy with his eyes closed, while the other person was kneeling on one knee and roasting the hare.

The fragrance drifted out. Just as the boy was about to take a bite, an uninvited hand suddenly reached out and took away the food in his hand.

“…”

The boy looked at her coldly, his pupils were deep and dark, like a wolf hunting.

Ranbai looked at him without caring.

Neither of them let go. In a stalemate, Shiwu was free of a hand indifferently, handed her a piece of rice paper and a pen.

This time, Ranbai did not burn paper. She thought for a moment, slowly wrote a sentence on the rice paper, and then handed it to the boy, with a plain expression.

It’s not that I can’t speak. If I talk too much, my throat will hurt, which is not worth it.

——You can only rely on me to go out

The boy glanced at the words on the rice paper, his knuckles were white, and then looked at Ranbai. The other person's expression did not change much from beginning to end, and those cold and dark eyes quietly looked at him.

"You'd better go out." The boy threw the rice paper aside, pursed his lips, but still compromised and ripped his rabbit's legs off and dyed them white.

Ranbai did not respond to the boy's words, and opened his lips and bit the rabbit's leg, and stopped.

She was silent for a long time and wrote on rice paper.

——It’s so unpalatable.

Fifteen looked at the three words and gritted his teeth coldly before suppressing the irritation in his heart. He had always had few emotions to fiddle with, but this person could annoy him again and again.

He crumpled rice paper into a ball and threw it into the fire, "Don't eat it, give it to me."

Fifteen had no pursuit of wild game. He was a wanderer since childhood. He had no father or mother wandered around, robbed and stole food and did everything to live. As long as he could fill his stomach, what would happen if he was not eaten?

The dyed white wrote on new rice paper.

——Oh, I've eaten it all.

"..." The boy's eyebrows pounded, and he put all the remaining rice paper on his side, lowering his eyelashes and biting his flesh without saying a word.

The atmosphere became quiet again, only the fire was blown by the wind, making crackling sounds.

After filling her stomach, the boy thought for a while and looked at her with a sword: "How to get out."

Ranbai looked at him without any movement.

The boy had a tense face and handed the rice paper and pen to her hand. Ranbai then took it and wrote down three words.

——Wait for tomorrow.

"Why have to wait for tomorrow?" the boy asked vigilantly.

Ranbai didn't have the patience to explain to him and wrote again.

——You don’t understand even after saying it.

Fifteen did know nothing about the formation, and was worried that Ranbai would play any tricks, so he always stared at Ranbai, Ranbai didn't care, just pretending that there was no boy.

The sky gradually darkened and the sun was drooping.
Chapter completed!